The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 10, 1922, Page 4

| MONDAY) APRIL‘i0, 1922 PAGE FOUR is THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second ? ‘ Class Matter. GEORGE D. MANN - - - - Editor Foreign Representa ee 4 G. LOGAN PAYNE Ci CHICAGO DETROIT Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH \ NEW YORK” - - - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS * The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise crédited in this paper and also the local news published herein. an E : All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year. 7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck) » 1.20 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck)... Aw Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER ‘ (Established 1873) <> PAYING THE PIPER If every taxpayer in North Dakota would care- fully study the audit report of the condition of the state industries; if an accountant could sit at the side of every taxpayer and point out the actual facts; if a fair and impartial consideration were given the situation, North Dakota would soon abandon state socialism. : The loss of $650,000 is a mere bagatelle in com- parison to the possibilities of furthér loss. The losses must be made up by general taxation. é An experienced business man who owns a flour mill in North Dakota declares the Grand Forks state mill must have $5,000,000 capital on which to operate. The mill is mortgaged to the hilt in construction. A new bond issue must provide capital. There is every reason to believe it will lose money as the Drake mill has lost money. , State socialism means increased taxes, a huge bonded debt. These mean lessened credit for the state, higher interest charges, higher cost of-do- ing business, higher cost of living, and higher. in- terest rates to the farmer and the business man. NO LIFE WITHOUT IT Letting the sun shine on the head, without wearing a hat, is a frequent cause of premature baldness. The sun’s ultra-violet*rays have the power of killing hair, making it fall out. This new theory of baldness is advanced by Dr. E. Lawrence Oliver, who teaches dermatology at | Harvard Medical School. © His theory sounds convincing when you recall that turtles} lizards, snakes and other forms of life that bask in the warm sunlight: have no hair or very little of it. : The rat, the bear and other creatures that prowl at night or haunt the shade, averse to sunlight, are decidedly hairy. »'» : Do they develop hair to qounteract loss of the sun’s direct heat? Or does loss of the sun’s di- rect heat permit growth of hair? | It’s like the old question: - “Which came first, egg or chicken?” Science frequently runin a circle. 4 Face powder is'a permanent feminine beauti- fier, says Dr. Oliver. It acts as a mask of insula- tion protecting the complexion “from the injuri- ous tints and wrinkles and permanent. freckles caused by, the ultra-violet rays of the sun.” The more you study ‘the sun, the easier it is to understand why many savage tribes are sun- worshipers. The sun may ‘not be the source of life, but ‘life cannot exist without it. Heat and life are Siam- ese Twins. So are.cold and death. You‘watch plant life springing up from the ground-—sprouts, buds and blossoms: of spring- time.-All this is the directwork of the mysteri- ous rays of light and heat. from the sun. : The moisture of falling rainvis necessary ‘for plant growth. But the machinery of nature’s wa- ter system is operated by the sun; which. evapor- ates Water and raises it in midst form until it condenses and falls. as, life-nourishing rain? Man is like plant-Jife—springing from the soil || and giowing to maturity, all impossible without the stipulation of the sun’s rays. é Pate The sun’s temperature is around 6600 degrees centigrade. The sun itself is 865,000 miles in di- ameter. Our earth, compared -with the. sun, is like.a kernel of popcorn in the center of the plate from which you eat your dinner. ; Otherwise science knows very little about Old | Sol; wha regulates our life, growth and health}! from a distance of 92,930,000. miles. Somehow the sun is closely related to the mys-| tery of life. ‘ People realize this, in their subconsciops minds. That’s why we’re forever talking about the weath- er—which is regulated by the sun as completely as a furnace régulates the temperature of a house in winter. ‘ MODERN READING ' The Rev. Josiah Sibley of Chicago is worried about the bad books read by the young. He learns of one Virginia school where 20 copies of . “The Sheik” were being circulated among the young girls. The youth of .a generation ago also trangressed, preferring Nick Carter and Deadwood Dick to the Rollo stories, “Little Men” and the Prudy series. The transgression, however, was toward virile adventure and red-blooded mystery, not sex. Many parents would raise thanks if-they could limit their inquisitive offspring to Nick Carter. (Ind.) and Deadwood Dick, which 20 years ago had to be read in the haymow. EDUCATIONAL SYSTEM Our educational system is suffering from intel- lectual anemia, says Harryy Allen Overstreet, New York college professor. He thinks Americans have developed a stand- ardized type of brain, resembling a sponge, unable to function without textbooks. In other words, students are not inclined to think for themselves. They want information poured into them with a funnel. The system tends to produce imitators instead of creators. Professor Overstreet wisely advises, “Raising snails in your apartment teaches you more of the movement of life than doing Experi- ment 27 in the laboratory.” FACE-VALUE Professor Overstreet, urging original thought instead. of gulping textbooks without question, forgets that the present way is rather a necessary system. , Why necessary? . Because knowledge in this scientific age is so. extensive, ‘so intricate, that we haven’t time to investigate, must accept most things at face value, take them for granted. Man is unveiling the hidden so rapidly that no one could keep pace with all progress even by reading 24 hours a day. Trouble is; we have to waste so much time learn- ing things that are neither useful nor imPortant. To learn to discriminate pn sight sl a an average life of at least’500 years. | AS A MATTER OF COURSE As times get bettér, you realize that most prob- lems solve themselves by natural processes. At the peak of hard times, the nation frantically turned to legislators for a cure-all. No cure-all showed up. Hard times, like a fever, run their course. It is natural jlaxy bringing us to our senses, restoring the sense of values chloro- formed by prosperity. i Nature takes her time with the reactions that inevitably follow actions. Usually man cannot ap- ply spurs. Like Little Bo-Peep who lost her ‘sheep and didn’t know where to find them. “Leave them alone and they’ll come home, dragging their tails behind them.” ' JAGGED Business cannot function smoothly until all prices are balanced, on the same relative level. We have seen this workin our country, where the farmer, getting low prices for his crops and livestock, hasn’t been able'to.pay the high prices asked for city men’s* products. e It works the same,in foreign trade. That’s the significance of the Federal Reserve Board’s report that prices in England average 67 per cent above pre-war, against 206 in France, 82 in Denmark and 153 in Norway, countries where currency de- \preciation is not much out of line. This out-of-balance situation tends to stimulate sales on one side and chloroform it on the other. The twa counteract each other. ; TRADE FAILURES In March 2307 American businesses failed com- pared: wtih 2090 in February and 2705 in January, Bradstreet’s credit agency reports. jtary of the National Association of Credit Men. He thinks the credit crisis is over and that fail- ures will decrease from now on. The weak trees have been blown down. Strong trees withstand the storm. Survival of the fit- test is a natural; law. ; Unfortunately, in business, the unfit..frequently are the strongest and sur- vive dk YEE POE Business men who were fit but weak will come “|back, some stronger than ever. One defeat is not fatal; unless the defPfted thinks so. The ultimate victor usually loses a lot of battles before he wins a war. } Bit YS Comments. reproduced in this column may or may: not express the opinion of The Tribune. They are preaented here in order that our readers may have both sides of importart issues which are being discussed in the press of the day. THE BEST THING TO DO It seems to us that the thing to do at this time, for the good of the common cause, would be to forget personal preferences, personal likes and dislikes, and do what we can to lift our state fur- ther out of the mire it’s in. Let’s scout around a little and find out what would be FOR THE BEST INTERESTS OF OUR STATE to do in this sen- ator fight. We have Porter J. McCumber, the senior senator from our state, as chairman:of the It ‘is.a position which carries with it prestige, influence and. power second only to that of the President. Would it be for the best inteersts of our state as a whole to retain Mr. McCumber in that position? If it would, then we should for- get that there are other candidates for senator and get solidly behind Mr. McCumber in the com- ing election. If it’s for the good of our state to start at the bottom of the ladder again, and be eff the map so far as representation and influ- cerned—with Ladd and Frazier there—well, then a fourth man should be nominated at Jamestown‘ That’s the whole thing in a nut-shell. Which shall it be?—Wells County Farmer ence and prestige in the national congress is con-| Better news comes from J. H. Tregoes, secre- ) powerful senate finance committee, for instance. |ag sue ilveteu trum her eyes, Lae yuiver |whale. They call him Jonah,” and he in BEGIN HERE TODAY | ' fier eight years of mirricd life, MARK ‘SABRE ‘céines to'réalize ‘that he is neither understod' by his prosiac and snobbish wfe. MABEL, nol by his colleagues in’ th2 | firm of Vortune, East“ ahd Gabre. A promised arorshity ‘in the bus- iness ha8'‘been denied “him and promised!'to!!!) SH) <0 i TWYNING, 2 joalous associate. ‘Suddenly ‘an'old sweetheart, t NONA, now the wife iof the dashing LORD -TYBAR, returns after two years of travel. Mabel becomes, jealous of ‘Nona, who visits Sabre at! his offices Something gmakes Sabre | suspect” thyt }Nona Prot happily | married.’ “Ste says’ shy is “j drifiing, ‘flotsam. GOON TH THE STORY ‘She said ly, as thougo sho} were stirred, “Oh, Marko, yes, that's mysterious. Do yol know sometimes | Uve sen drift like: that, and I’ve; felt—oh, [ don’t know. But I’ve pui| ick and drawn. in a piece of moving | off, just to save it being carried away | into—well, into that, you know.” | “Have you, Nona?” ‘ She answered, “Do you think that's! what life is, Marko?” | “It’s not unlike, added, “Except ing along with a stick and drawing bit into satety. that. Perhaps that’s what we're all souKing 1or—" if ( ; tie suduenly rvalized’ that he wa: back precisely at the .tnoughis bm. ind Had taken wp OM ne Worn, o@ Wad mel ver, “U1 € UE, aU came ito ms mad, the second nara! upOl We -Ouner wud UVELding It, ao! a fesce Murse.au mugaul vaca ana Westy Lue pusued, ute said, “les saiher johy tv have someoue taae wall see ques Like tat’ And to wwe ove riuing, and ‘né said w-th as- vonishing © roughness. “But you— you areu: tlosain!:! How can you ve flotsam—the life you’ve—taken?” Alla 10, 1b Me Nad SLTUCK her, ald ohp been (wound, delemseless, anu with her ey.s eatreatng fhiot to ve struck again, she could not deeper} nave entreated Nm than in the glance. of. her lids that first released then veiled: it. It stopped his words. chroat. { It caught his IM (He got up quicniy., “IT say, Nona, never mind about thinking. I'll tell you what's been doing. Rotten. Hap- pened just atter 1 met you ine Olucr aay.” he dust on these road she said. She touched her eyes with her nandkercnict. “What, Marko?” “weil, old Forlune promised to ‘take me into partnership avout an age arko, he ought to have dong it an age ago. Whai’s~ there rotten aiput thats” Her voice and her air were as gay as when she had en- tered. “The turned { rotten thing is that he’s lown. At least practically has. He—” He told her of the Twyn- ing and Fortune incident.’ “Pretty rotten of old Fortune, don’t you tnink?” “Old fiend!” said Nona. “Old trout.” Sabre laughed. ‘Good work, trout. The men here all say he’s like a told her why. She laughed gaily. “Marko! How disgusting you are! But I'm sorry. I am weer old Marko . . . Of course it doesn’t matter a horse-radish wha an old trout lik> that, thinks about cA SMHitohins though throwing aside a turn the Ym not ‘sure abouc| terribly unconverttion: your work, but it doés“igatter, doesn’t it? I. know how you feel. She was at the shelves, scanning | the books. Her fond, her almost ten- der sympathy made him, too, feel that it was rather fine. Her light words ‘n her high, clear tone voiced. exagly his feelings tawails the vwoks. Talking with her was, in the -ception and return of’ his thoughts, nearer to reading a book that de- lighted him@than , to anything else with which he could compare it. ‘here was’ the same interchange ct as, not necessarily expressed; the agined, not sae She sat briskly forward in the bis armchair in which she faced him, making of the motion a.movement as tion "had taken. “Well, go n, Mark. I’m. not going to let you top talking yet. I love that about how people get success nowadays. s Yolly true. I never thought of it ‘efore, ‘Yes, you're, still a terribly thinky person, Marin. 'Go on, Think some more. Out loud. iQ Caressing—drawing him on—just as of old. He said thoughtfully, “I tell you a thing I often think a lot about, Nona. ou being hers like this puts it in-my Conventions.” miled teasingly. “Ah! poor I knew you'd simply hate it, Doos it seem v improper, to hut up withivm? iyour of- convers Marh. ny ecming like this. cu, ice?” OIE US Ns EL ea IBRGEAK FAST. AvY, Je NOTAW' To PLAY IN BUT The STizecT AN’ NOTHIN’ IN Tae STREET BUT WINDSHIELOS! same creation, and play of fancy, im- | | EVERETT TRUE He’ shook his head. “It seems very tice.’ That's all it seems, Look b Nona, this really is rather inter ng-—” “Yes,” sho said. “Yes.” Just so he used to bring ide her; jus used to receive them. But he went on. tion, you know, it’s the most u.yste: ious, Jepitraordingry thing. it’s a code society has built up io protect itself. and to govern itself, and when you go into it it’s the most marvel- ous code that ever was invented. Al: sorts of things, that the law doesn’t give; and couldn’t give, our conven- tions shove in on us in the most amazing way. And all probably origi- nated by a lot of Mother Grundy-ish old. women, that’s what’s so extraor- dinary. You know, if all the great- est legal minds of all the ages had laid themselves gut to make a social code they could never have got any- where near the rules the people have built up for themselves. And ‘that’s what. I.-like, ,Nona—that’s what. I think ‘so interest{ng and thp best thing in life; the things the people do for themselves without any state interference. That’s what I'd en- courage all I knew how if I were a politician—” . ‘Hie broke off. “I say, aren’t I the limit, gassing away ‘like this? 1 hardly ever get off nowadays and when I do!—Why don’t you stop me?” ‘She made a little gesture depreca- tory of his suggestion.’ “Becaus2 1 like to hear you. I like to watch your funy old face when you're on one of your ideas. It gets red under- neath, aMrko, and the red slowly qomes up. Funny old face! Goon. I want to hear this because I'm going to disagree with you, I think. I think conventions, most of them, are odious, | hateful, Marko. nee them.” - to “Why, conven: Ho had been strangely affected by the words of her interruptions: contraction in the throat—a_twitch- ing about the eyes .). . But he wasjable, and’ glad that he was able ‘to catch,eagerly at her opinion. “Yes, jyes, I know, ‘o@ioug, hateful, and Fy BY CONDO| L won't HAVE TIMG To Gat, MRS. TRUG I VG Got TuMe TO CATCH THe NSEKT CAR AND meet A VERY [Me PORTANT GINCAGE = MGNT —-~~~ Y IE You HAVEN'T TIME, Ke Time! APTER THIS WHEN ENCAGEMGNTS, TELL (hs a | SOMETHING ABOUT MUST 7 “tou. HAVE IMPORTANT NES, DEARLE. just so, with “Yes-—yos,’ she much more than that, cruel—conven- tions can.be.as cruel, as cruel! as “ONE OF -HIS FRIENDS. STAY- UNG WITH US.” hell, I was just‘comng to that. But they're all absolutely rightly based, Nona. ‘that’s the baffing and the maddening part of; them. ‘That's what interests me in them.” “Look at this stuff there's been in the papers lately about what they call the problem of the unmarried mother. Now there's a brute of a case fior you; a girl gets into trouble and while she sticks to her baby she’s made an outcast; every door is shut to her; her own people will have nothing to do with her; no one will take her in—so long as she’s got the baby with ltwr. Thats; convention and you can imagine cases where it’s cruel b>yond words. But it’s no good cursing society about it. You can't help seeing that the convention is fundamentally right and essential. Where cn earth would you be if girls with babies could find ‘homes as easi- ly as girls without. . babies?” He smiled. “You'd have babies pouring out all over the place. See it?” . She rodded. “I do think that’s in- teresting, Marko, |. Yes, cruel and hateful and prepos$erous, many of them, but all fundamentatly right.” Presently she said, “Yes, you do, still think things, Marko. You. haven’t changed a bit, you know.” : (He smiled. “Oh, well, it’s only two years, you know—less than two years since you went away.” -““{ wasn’t thinking of two years.” “fiow many years were you think- ing of?” “Ten.” They just sat there. The insiston: shrieking of a motor siren in the street below began to ipenetrate their silence. ‘What the devil’s that ” An oxtravagantly long motor car was drawn against the curb. . Lord Tybar, in a dust coat and a sleek bowler hat of silver gray, sat in the driver's seat: He was industrious- ly and without cessation winding the jhandle of the siren. An, untommon- ly pre.ty woman sat beside him. She {was massed in furs. In her ears she ‘held the in finger of each hana, her elbows sticking out on each side jot her head. } At Nona’s call Lord. Tybar ceased the handle and looked ‘up’ with his engaging smile; the ‘uncommonly pretty. woman removed her . fingers from’ her cars and also turned up- |wards her uncommonly ‘pretty face. As they went down Sabre asied, “Who's that with him in the car?” “On2 cf his friends. Staying wth us.” Something in her voice made it— afterwards—occur to him, as odd that she spoke of one of “his,” not one “of “our” friends, and did not mention her name. VIL Through the day Sabre’s: thoughts, jas a man sorting through many docu- ments and coming upon and re- taining one, fined down towards a ‘Picture of himself alone with Nona— alone with her, watching her beauti- ful face—and saying to her: “Look hero, there were three things you said, three expressions you used. Ex- Elain them, 'Nona.”- (Continued in Our Next Issue.) || ADVENTURE OF | THETWINS — | feta Ne Na By Olive Barton Roberts It was well named the “Five-And- ;Ten-Cent Store Mountain.” ‘Nancy and Nick had been in about a dozen ‘stores and there were dozens more to come. Already they had their ‘arms and hands full, and they were still shopping. The more they saw the more they bought, for’ just as fast as they spent’one dime another {appeared to take its place, | They had quite forgotten about their, errand, about. the Princess | Therma, the Diddyevvers and the Korsknotts, Twelve Toes and. the Fairy Queen. It really was a .won- |der that Nick managed to keep his jhold ‘on the magic records, . which after all, was the real reason for [their errand. | More and more stores appeared jand the Twins wandered from one to the ohter like Babes-in-the-Woods; ;stores with white mice, stores with chicks, stores with gold fish, stores with everything, were ‘there. They’d be there yet, .no doubt, and Princess Therma would have. mar- ried no one and died an.old maid had not the red feather pen in Nick’s poc- ket played a trick. Jt was no use writing messages to’the Twins. They wouldn’t have paid any attention to them if he had. So when the next new dime appeared in Nick’s pocket the pen ripped a neat hole, and the {dime fell out. F a | rush and he caught ‘Nancy’s', hand. “Close your eyes,” he commanded in a big brother wa: i you the rest of the way over jmountain, I'm not going into another store—not if it falls on me and not if of }I can buy an automobile made | pure gold for 10 cents.” I think it was a bit mean of him to blame it on Nancy, don’t you? But men mostly do. Suddenly a queer thing happened. All the bundles and bags and things the children had bought disappeared into thin air. And all the stores dis- appeared, too, and the dime in Nancy/s pocket. “It was magic, wasn’t it?” gasped |the little girl. “Do you s'pose Twelve Toes did it all?” “Of course,’ Said Nick. ‘ (To Be Continued.) _ (Copyright; 1922, .NEA Service) § , Nick’s senses came back with a- ay 4